Lin Shuo has been unnervingly upright since childhood.
His dream is to become a police officer.
On his first day as an intern, his supervisor offered him a cigarette, and Lin Shuo promptly issued him a fire safety rectification notice.
On his second day, the station chief hosted a dinner to build connections, and Lin Shuo insisted on splitting the bill evenly.
Everyone thought the young man had no social skills and wouldn't last three days. Even the bureau chief sighed every day with emergency heart medication in hand.
Then the criminal underworld in Jiangcheng, pushed to desperation by Lin Shuo, decided to make an example of him by kidnapping his lame father and frail, sickly mother.
That night, the city's underworld and law enforcement went completely mad.
Red-eyed, Lin Shuo stormed through the city with a gun, hunting for the kidnappers. “You dared lay a hand on my honest, decent parents? Even if I have to give up this uniform, I'll bring you to justice!”
Meanwhile, in a ramshackle old house on a run-down street,
his father, who had been lame for twenty years, pulled a suppressed heavy sniper rifle from under the bed, his eyes like those of a world-ending Yama.
His timid mother lit a slender cigarette and called the foreign dark web's red list.
“I hear someone wants to mess with my son's police uniform?”
“Before dawn, every last person at Jiangcheng's Sheng Group will be lined up at the bottom of the river.”
